When I come to my senses I feel strange, first of all I feel like floating in water and am surrounded by its pressure, but for some reason feel no panic at all, maybe this is? A constant sound of ‘badum’ finally gives a clear answer - I’m still in a womb of the woman soon to be my new mother.

My mind is calm but fogy, almost like being half asleep. How long does this continue, days, months or more, in my present state I lose any track of time and dose off.

Then suddenly the beating increases, finally some anxiety creep into my muddled mind, is it time? No I do not want to leave this warm and secure place, but no one listens to the mind talk of an unborn infant with a 27 years old soul and I am rushed back into the world of light again.

***

Hello, my name is, or was, Paul Oaks, and I am now a four month old baby.

Yes it’s true, like JUDGE said I reincarnated. First let’s say I am human, well I think I am from the looks of it.

First three months were harsh, I mostly don’t remember them, but that I remember put my adult mind to shame – unable to control any of my limbs or lifting my head, vocal cords were not even formed properly, so were the ears with strange sounds they picked up, but the worst was the bowel and hunger control, remembering how you shit your diapers or are breast fed is … well embarrassing to say the least.

But now I can say I have a rather firm grasp of my body, even if the muscles are still too weak for me to walk I can crawl at rather fast speeds.

Now let’s talk about my new family, first of all my mother, who is a tall blonde beauty with green eyes that would put many models to shame, her features are distinctly north European, mostly like Dutch of Norwegian. While silent she is very gentle and cares for my young body greatly.

My new father is also blond with blue eyes and the same north European features, maybe I was born in some northern country? His personality is almost the same as my father’s in previous life, the same dedicated and stoic look, well at least I can be my own self without the need to hide my personality by being falsely cheerful.

He seems to be some sort of warrior or hunter as I’ve seen him practicing sword swings in the yard.

Now about my house – it is a two storied house built from rough stone bricks and a sturdy wooden roof with an attic, which by the way I still have not been to go to due to ladders being the only way in or out, and I have no wish to end my life so early by dropping down from it.

First floor is made of only two rooms, a kitchen and the living room with a huge fireplace and dining table, while second floor is made of three rooms, my parents’ bedroom, my room and a storehouse/armory, that I visited when my father was maintaining his gear.

This armory blew my mind away, while I already knew this world to be some sort of medieval like fantasy type by encountering Raismond the God of Valor and seeing his fullplate armor, truth to be told armor my father had looked even cooler. It was cherry red in color with a creamy silver star on the right chest side, helmet had only narrow T like opening with the cloak made from something like polar bear fur. And that is not mentioning the great amount of different weapons that were stacked there.

“Now Egil, this is not a place for you yet.” Said my father.

Oh by the way, it seems after my ears were able to hear normally I was able to perfectly understand words, while I still heard them in some sort of German-like foreign tongue I understood them perfectly. As can be inferred my name is indeed Egil, while my parents are Astrid and Baldr Tamm.

A case of literary theft: this tale is not rightfully on Amazon; if you see it, report the violation.

JUDGE said this world to be similar to VR game, but all I’ve seen point to actual reality, how is this a game?

***

I’m 7 months now and am able to walk if a bit unsteady, and finally found first game-like element of this world.

Not wanting to meet an early death in such “primitive” world and have JUDGE laugh his ass off at my expense I decided to train myself as much as possible, and learn things as much as possible not to shame my deceased parents of previous lifetime. As I was doing my limb lifting exercises a pop up window of some sort appeared right in front of my face making me stumble and fall on my back.

Status Increase! Strength +1

[So it is much like a game.] I got pumped up, my gamers spirit awoke, maybe those four years I wasted away may be of some use here.

First of all I need to know how to see my status screen.

I tried everything, but it was of no use, shouting ‘status screen’ or any other phrases in my mind seem not to work.

While I can actually talk with a lisp now I am hiding it from my parents, it would be bad if they thought I was possed or something.

Even if unable to confirm my present condition with status screen I was able to increase my stats, it seems it is time for some status grinding.

***

I am 11 months now and seem to have made a grave error, pushing my young body to the limits like in my gaming days to earn status points I readily forgot my undeveloped body and that this is indeed an alternate reality and not a game.

Simply put I got sick, badly, with fever and all those dangerous complications that may be deadly for a baby. Fortunately my mother seems to be a herbalist and was able to keep my condition stable until priest from towns church arrived and cast healing magic.

“[Heal] in the name of Gericht!”

Seeing magic for the first time I got even more excited, thus worsening my condition.

“Go call for Beata quickly!” I hear mother ordering father in a strong voice.

Seems like the priest is not pleased with the decision and makes a sour face as father jumps through the door outside.

I start hyperventilating soon after and my fear of dying before I do anything grips me hard.

Suddenly the door slams open and an otherworldly beauty walks in. Sure my own mother is model quality, but this woman takes the cake with her hip long silvery blond hair, her sharp purple eyes that project power in her gaze, even her long pointy ears add to her beauty.

Wait, pointy ears? An elf! A real living flesh and blood elf is before my eyes!

This elf, clad in blue and green robe with sure elegant movements approached my bed in a blink on an eye.

What is that speed, shy seemingly glided to my side faster than I could blink, and if I say so myself I can blink pretty fast.

“Do not panic human child, rest now easy [Sleep]” As she tells me to sleep I feel something entering my body, I sink to the dark and dreamless sleep.

[So I am a human after all.] I think before losing consciousness.